my first escort

I'm staying in a hotel near Liverpool. Yesterday I bought the local newspaper and looked at the ads. They have a section Adult Services 18+ subsection Hostess and Escorts. There were two agencies advertizing there, Minxx Escorts and Candy Girls. I phoned the first of these and asked how much it costs to have a woman come to my hotel room.

I was told that the price is £120 per hour. That seems to be the normal rate, although I have never paid for an hour before. Last week I went to a Thai brothel and paid £60 for half an hour, and Soho girls charge £20 for 10 minutes. I was a bit worried that I might not be attracted to the woman they sent to me, that I might not be able to get an erection, or if I did I might not be able to come. However, it worked out quite well for me.

The woman on the phone asked me what type of woman I wanted. I said I didn't want someone young. I've decided that although young women can be lovely to look at, I'm much more turned on by an older woman. She said that she would send me India, who has long black hair and a darker skin. India would be driven to my hotel, the driver would leave her with me and then come back for her in an hour.

Ten minutes before India arrived she gave me a phone call. I went and met her in the hotel car park. She looked quite attractive, wearing what looked like a blue evening dress. She seemed very friendly and I led her upstairs to the room.

I had 6 £20 notes for her and she phoned the agency just to say she was OK. There are two armchairs in my room and I asked her to sit down. She told me lots of things about herself, that she is half Spanish and was educated in America. We must have spent five minutes talking, and then I said "I'll tell you what would be very sexy, if you sat with your legs apart". She smiled and did that.

I asked her to undress for me. She did so with her back to me. She's short and quite plump, but that doesn't bother me. I prefer it to being skinny. Her skin is quite dark. I asked her to lie on the bed while I got undressed. I got onto the bed with her. I said we could have a cuddle to start off with.

I told her I had not been with an escort before and I wasn't sure what we can do. She said we can do anything except anal and everything would be with a condom. I asked if that included kissing and she said yes. We had a bit of a kiss but I didn't try to put my tongue in her mouth. She took a condom off the bedside table and put it onto me and started sucking. Fortunately it was one of my special condoms, the extra sensitive ones, that I had placed there hoping we could use it.

After a minute or two I explained to her that oral sex doesn't get me aroused. I said if I looked at her pussy that would do more for me. I asked her what she enjoys and she said doggy and her on top. We tried doggy but that didn't work, her on top worked better. I said I wanted to lie on top of her and shag her. After a few minutes it was going well until I got out of breath.

I got off of her and knelt between her legs. She said she wanted to wank herself until she came. When she had orgasmed I asked her to hold her pussy open wide. It was a very attractive pussy and when she held it open I could see it was red inside. I got on top of her again and started shagging her again. She encouraged me and I came inside her.

We had a few minutes left and we lay on the bed together and talked. She told me about the two brothels they have in Liverpool and Birkenhead. When the hour was up she asked me if it was OK if she got dressed now. I was willing to take her back to the car park but she said there was no need, she could find her own way.

Last week I went to a Thai brothel in South Croydon. The maid showed me to the upstairs room. The girl was having a shower and would be a few minutes. When the girl came out of the bathroom she was wearing a white bathrobe and had a towel on her head. She was a very pretty girl. She said her name is Michelle.

When she got onto the bed with me and I knew she was going to give me some oral, I asked if she would do it without a condom. She said she couldn't do that because it is a policy of the establishment not to do that. I said I would give her an extra £10 and wash my penis. She agreed to that. I got off the bed and gave her the extra tenner then went into the bathroom. As I was washing my cock I got an erection and thought I'm onto a good thing here.

So she started sucking my willy but still I wasn't getting aroused. I did manage to come eventually by looking at her pussy and wanking myself, but I have come to realize that I find older women more arousing. Younger women are lovely but it's older women that can turn me on. That may be partly to do with they know what to say. People might wonder why I turned down a sexy girl like Mary in Greek Street and then go to see Lily who is a much older woman. But Lily can really turn me on. That's why Zara could make me come when Suzy couldn't. Suzy is as pretty as Zara, but Zara is just so much more arousing.

I have met 2 famous people this week

I have met two 'famous' people this week. Earlier this week I was standing in the queue at the checkout in Morrisons Streatham. There was an old lady in front of me. I said "Are you Cynthia?". She laughed and said yes. I said that I had seen her around but never met her.

Cynthia Payne was in all the newspapers years ago, accused of running a brothel. Men paid with luncheon vouchers, which was a cause of some amusement in the media. A couple of films were based on her life. I could have made a joke about luncheon vouchers at the till but I'm glad I didn't because she's probably sick of people mentioning them every time they meet her. The brothel she ran, where she held sex parties, was quite near to Tooting Bec Common, where a different type of prostitute used to work.

Yesterday I was on my way home on the bus passing through West Norwood and I saw someone I recognized out of the window. It was Jessie the Clapham Tranny. She starred in the hit TV series 'The Fried Chicken Shop'. I had never spoken to Jessie before but I had recognized her from when she used to go to Tooting Bec Common and hang out with the crack addicts.

I got off at the next stop and walked back. I said "Are you Jessie?". We had quite a pleasant conversation about different things including some of the street girls we both used to know. We talked about one girl and I hadn't known that her nickname was 'Frenchie'. Although I don't think that she's French. She's the one who sent me two pieces of writing about her life that I put on my blog but later removed at her request. There are things I could tell you about her that I can't put here because she wouldn't like it. I want to respect her privacy. But I could tell Jessie.

We also talked about the other girl I have mentioned not that long ago on my blog. He has seen her too since her days on TB Common. He said that she's very selfish and only interested in herself. I know that's how she used to be, but I'm hoping that she's off the drugs now and a better person. Sometimes I wonder what I would be like if I was an addict, I'd probably be going round stabbing people.

I asked her if she is living in West Norwood now - I had seen her there a few weeks ago - and she said she is. So I don't think we can call her Clapham Tranny any more, perhaps West Norwood Tranny.

Jessie, the West Norwood Tranny?

tried to see Zara ended up with Lily

I tried to see Zara again yesterday. I asked the maid if it is Zara today and she said no it's Mary. I don't think Zara does alternate Wednesdays any more, just Sundays and Mondays. She said I could wait for Mary to become available and see if I liked her. I had discovered two beautiful women there - Zara and Suzy - so I thought I might get lucky again. I sat in the chair and listened to the music from the clothes shop above.

Mary, or Maria as she is also called, was indeed lovely. She is tall and has black hair. She looks Greek. She says she's Spanish but is apparently Romanian. She's not as beautiful as Zara or Suzy though so I told her I'm going to come back when Zara's here. It was nice to get a look at Mary in her glamour wear.

I went to 2 Greens Court because I wanted to see one of the Thai girls. The maid said that it's Sophie today, who isn't normally there Wednesdays. She said Sophie's busy but I can come back a bit later. She didn't want me to wait for Sophie with her, perhaps because she had one or two punters waiting. I have heard that Poppy, Porn, Tilly and Mesa are good but I didn't recognize the name Sophie. If I had gone away and looked on the wiki page I could have seen that Sophie comes highly recommended too. Apparently she's taller than the other Thai girls.

I ended up seeing Lily at 8 Greek Street. I saw her last week and I enjoyed myself so I thought I would go again. Last week I wanked myself while looking at her pussy. Her legs were wide apart and one of her feet was near my cock so I ejaculated onto her foot. Yesterday I wanted to fuck her. I knelt on the bed and looked at her pussy, playing with my cock to make it erect. I asked her if she would mind if I used one of my special condoms. I expected her to say no and was surprised when she said that would be fine.

Someone recommended Mates Skyn condoms because they allow for greater sensitivity. The last time I saw Zara she told me she didn't allow punters to bring their own condoms. I thought this might be a general rule for sex workers. I don't know if it was the condom or the encouraging and arousing things that Lily was saying to me while I was thrusting into her but I came inside her before too long.

two Lisas and a Zara

I knew that both Zara and Lisa were likely to be working in Soho yesterday. I saw Zara last month and had a great time with her. Zara is very attractive and I was able to orgasm by fucking her, which is something unusual for me. Lisa is also attractive but taller than Zara. I thought I might try fucking her. I had heard recently that she's good at handjobs so I thought I might try that too.

I have seen Lisa three or four times over the years. She's definitely an attractive woman but each time I see her she seems to look different. I didn't find her as attractive yesterday as I had expected. She was wearing a bikini, she took her top off and got onto the bed with me, taking my cock into her hand. I wasn't getting turned on and I asked her to take her bikini bottoms off.

She removed them and continued playing with my willy; smiling, talking dirty and moving her tongue about in a suggestive way. I asked her to lie on her back with her legs apart so that I could look at her pussy and play with myself. This is how I usually manage to orgasm but it wasn't really working. I asked her to lie on her side, with one knee up so that I could see her bum and pussy at the same time.

I explained to her that last week I had been on holiday on the south coast. Walking along a beach I saw two people lying on the shingle. One of them was a girl. I could see up her skirt but I wasn't close enough to be sure of what I was seeing. I couldn't see any knickers, either she was wearing tights or nothing under her skirt. I found it a great turn on, but even thinking about that and looking at Lisa's bum and pussy slit wasn't doing it for me. So I left when my time was up without achieving orgasm.

52 Greek Street - you can see the sign for Monica
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I went to see Zara in Greet Street. I started off looking at her pussy and wanking myself but then I wanted to try fucking her. I asked if I could use the condoms I had brought with me. Someone had recommended this particular brand. Mates Skyn 'closest thing to wearing nothing'. I thought they might enhance my pleasure and help me come to orgasm instead of losing my erection as usually happens. She wouldn't allow it though, she said her ones were thick and safe.

She put a condom on and I got on top of her. To begin with I couldn't see her face but then at her suggestion I lifted myself up and I was able to look at her while thrusting in and out of her. She really does have a beautiful face. Both Zara and Lisa look like movie stars but with different looks. Zara looks Italian and Lisa looks kind of Scandinavian. Even so I wasn't able to come.

When I was talking to Zara she confirmed that she used to work at 21 Greek Street with Elena. 21 Greek Street was closed and has not re-opened. She told me Elana is now working in Mayfair, as I had thought. I had thought her name was Sara or Sarah but now I am sure it is Zara. She's very friendly and talkative.

I went to Greens Court looking for one of the Thai girls, either Poppy or Porn. Tilly I think is another one who comes highly recommended. It was Mesa who was there. I tried to see her but the maid said she was busy but I could book to see her if I wanted. I declined and went to Little Newport Street instead. Here I saw a Thai woman called Lisa. She wasn't as attractive or as friendly as Holly who I usually see there, but she has a very pretty pussy.

Lisa played with her pussy, her legs wide apart. The room had been a bit dark and I had asked for more light. I opened her pussy wider. She held it open wide, and I imagined seeing it beneath a skirt or a nightie. She had given me tissues and indicated that she didn't want me to come all over her. (I know a couple of women in Soho who would let me come over them.) It didn't take long before I had a powerful and prolonged orgasm. I left feeling very happy.

Little Newport Street in Chinatown London
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my best Soho experience

52 Greek Street - you can see the sign for Monica
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I've just had probably my best experience in Soho. I went to 52 Greek Street looking for Monica. She wasn't there but there was this beautiful girl there instead. Her name is Sarah or Sara. When I asked her where she comes from she wanted me to guess. I said South America, but she said no, Bulgaria.

She has black hair and big dark eyes. She is of medium height, not slender but not fat either, and looks to be about 21.

It's strange but a while ago I went looking for Monica at 52 Greek Street and found Suzy. She was lovely but I think I like Sarah even better. I think she's more sexy. Not everyone agreed with me that Suzy was beautiful, and I don't expect they will agree with me over Sarah either.

Usually when I see a Soho sex worker I tell her that I want to look at her pussy and wank myself. I said that to Sarah too. She lay back on the bed with her legs apart and I knelt between her legs. It didn't take me long to get an erection. It was quite strong and I decided I wanted to try and fuck her. She put a condom on me and I got on top of her.

Instead of me losing my erection after a while, which is what usually happens, I kept going. It would have been nice if I could have looked at her face while I was on top of her but all I could see was the top of her head. So I decided to imagine the dark-haired woman in the comedy show 2 Broke Girls, someone I find really sexy. Sarah has the same kind of sultry sexiness that this actress has.

It took me a while but I came inside her. This doesn't happen often with me, although I had a similar experience earlier this year in a Thai brothel in South Croydon. It must be the best £22 that I've ever spent.

UPDATE: This woman may be the same as Zara, who used to work at 21 Greek Street. That's the problem when they're not allowed to put their names next to the door. She might have said Zara to me and I misheard it as Sara or Sarah.

A couple of weeks ago someone told me about a Chinese girl in Covent Garden. She was as young and pretty as I had been informed. I was told she has a lovely figure too but I didn't get that far. She wanted £40 for hand relief but I declined. If it was £40 for hand relief and a strip that would have been more like it. When I said I didn't have £40 she seemed a bit sulky, no more smiles and giggles, and massaged me a bit more till my time was up.

This may have been because she thought I didn't fancy her. She had been fishing for compliments and I could tell she loves flattery about her appearance. She may have thought I wasn't willing to part with money because I didn't find her arousing. Also she had been questioning me about how I had got her name. I just said a friend had told me about her but she kept asking and when I told her that I found out about her on the Internet she didn't like that at all.

She's very secretive about what she does, and not just because she doesn't want knowledge about what she does to get back to her employer. I think that when she's alone in her room with a man she finds attractive then she's willing to do a lot more. Someone got a body-to-body massage from her, and he said she was very sexy and put her tongue in his mouth.

I think this young lady has things just the way she wants it. She makes loads of money because men will pay more for a pretty young girl like her. Her working environment is good, there's a shower in the room. She keeps what she does confidential so that if an older and less attractive man asks if she does any extras she will say hand relief only - nothing else, not even a strip - £40 take it or leave it. When she's with a younger or more attractive man then she has some fun. And she gets told how pretty she is many times a day. Good luck to her.

Little Newport Street again (and again)

On Thursday evening last week I was in Soho. This is unusual for me because I'm usually there in the afternoon. I tried to see Lily at 8 Greek Street but the maid said that she's busy and to come back later. Lily is an older woman but I've always had fun with her.

Not long ago I was with Lily and we could hear the bed creaking from the flat above. We both thought it was funny. I imagined Sabrina, a plump plain woman, on her back with her legs apart and a big man on top of her. It made me want to go up and give her a good seeing to myself.

Next I went to 2 Greens Court. I knocked on the door of the upper flat but a woman's voice answered 'We've finished'. This was about 8 pm so I guess they close then.

I went to 10 Little Newport Street to see if Holly was there. The maid said that she hadn't arrived yet but I could wait if I wanted. Here you go up some stairs to the second floor landing and there's a chair where you can wait. I was waiting quite a long time because there had been some mix up with the times. I took my willy out and tried to get an erection.

Eventually Holly came in and the maid told me she won't be long. I liked the idea of seeing Holly in her street clothes and then watching her remove them. Years ago I was on the stairs of 1 Greens Court and a young Italian-looking woman came in. She complained to her maid about tube delays. I wanted to go in with her and undress her. I regretted not trying that. I think that seeing a woman in her ordinary clothes and then removing them is more arousing than glamour wear or nakedness.

Halfway down the stairs I said to the maid 'Would it be alright if I watched her undressing?'. She said to Holly 'The gentleman wants to know if it he can watch you getting undressed'. I went into the room but Holly had already stripped to the waist. She was busying herself with paper towels, lube etc. She said I could take my clothes off and lie on the bed. She washed her pussy in the bidet.

She tried to give me an erection by bending over the bed, putting a condom on my cock and sucking it. This doesn't work for me though. I told her to lie on the bed and I knelt between her legs looking at her pussy and playing with myself. I got an erection and when I was approaching orgasm I said 'Can I put a condom on and fuck you?'. As she reached across I realized that I had gone too far and I was coming. I said 'Too late!' and continued wanking myself until my orgasm had finished.

A couple of weeks ago I was walking along Little Newport Street and I saw a pretty girl coming out of the basement of number 11. She smiled at me and asked me if I wanted massage. I couldn't resist and she took me downstairs. There was a middle-aged Chinese woman there and they talked in Cantonese. There were little rooms in the basement but they were all in use. The girl took me up the stairs to the second (or third) floor.

We passed a doorway on the first floor where I could see people sitting at computers - this must have been someone's business, unconnected with the massage. The girl had a key to a door but she couldn't open it. I tried, and then she tried again, but it wouldn't open. Then someone opened the door from the other side. It was a Chinese woman and a young Asian man in a suit. They had locked the door behind them.

We went into the room and she showed me into one of the little massage rooms. I took off my clothes and lay face down on the massage table. She came in and started the massage. When I'd turned over she asked me if I wanted her to wank me. I asked her how much that costs and she said £50.

This surprised me because the usual price is £20 for the 'happy ending'. I tried to bargain her downwards but her English is poor so it was impossible to know what it was that I was agreeing to. At one point I thought she wanted £25 just to finish off the massage. So I ended up just having a straight massage and when she'd finished she didn't ask me for any more money.

She's quite a smiley girl and she looks as if she could be fun but unless you can overcome this communication problem it could be difficult. It was only later that I remembered that someone had told me about this place. He said that you can get full sex here. So it could be somewhere worth exploring further. There's an intriguing little video here.

Little Newport Street in Chinatown London



curiosity killed the cat

I was in Chinatown and Soho yesterday and I didn't intend to spend any money after having spent quite a lot of money last week on massage. However, curiosity as much as anything made me go places and far from getting me into trouble I had a good time.

I have seen a lovely lady in Little Newport Street a few times. Her name is Holly and she is from Thailand. I mentioned this in a couple of places but at least one person said they didn't have a happy experience going there. The first time I met Holly she told me she tends to work several days in a row and then take a week off. It crossed my mind that there may be another woman there, someone not as lovely as Holly, who might also get called by that name. It could be that the maid can't be bothered to give the correct name or that she's cashing in on Holly's good name.

So I thought I would go up there and ask who's there that day. If the maid says Holly then I could go in and maybe it would be a different woman to the Holly that I know. However, it was the same woman I have seen before. I asked Holly if we could do what we did last time I saw her. I didn't want to take all my clothes off and get onto the bed with her. I wanted to sit in a chair near the bed while she showed me her pussy and I wanked myself.

I gave her her £25 plus £2 for her maid. She lay back on the bed, just a couple of feet away from me, and opened her legs wide. She played with her pussy, opening it so that I could get a good look. She has a very attractive pussy and it didn't take long before I got an erection. However, I lost the erection after a while and then my 10 minutes was up. It was a pleasurable experience though and worth the money even though I didn't come.

I wandered around Chinatown and then I started thinking about a woman at a Chinese medical establishment in Charing Cross Road. I'm not going to give her name because she wouldn't want that. I first saw her years ago and I have mentioned her a few times on this blog. Regular readers will know who I mean, her name is the same as a Spanish queen.

One of my readers emailed me after reading last week's post. He said he had been to see the Chinese girl I saw last week a few times, and asked me if I knew anyone else as nice as her. Now that Candy has gone back to China all that I could think to say is to ask him if he has seen the woman in Charing Cross Road.

I hadn't seen her for a long time and someone said she was looking older and fatter. I decided to go there and ask for her. I thought they might say she doesn't work there any more, or that she's not there right now. However, the girl behind the counter said she's available right now. I handed over my £25 for a half hour's massage.

she looks a bit like this

When I saw her I realized that she is just as beautiful as the last time I saw her, as young and as slender. She took me down the stairs and though a warren of corridors to the massage room. When she'd done my back and I turned over she asked if I wanted hand relief. I asked how much it cost. She said £20. I asked what else she did. I had heard she does a lot more than anything that I had asked for. She asked me what I wanted. I put my hand to my mouth and mimicked oral sex. She said £50.

I decided to go for the hand relief. I didn't think it would work because usually when I plan to go somewhere I refrain from masturbating for a few days. This makes it more likely that I will achieve orgasm. I had had a wank that morning though, not planning on going anywhere for sex adventures.

To begin with I couldn't even get an erection. Then I decided to think about Holly and her pussy. I imagined myself kneeling on the floor and inserting my erection into Holly's wet pussy. Without a condom. Imagined all the sensations, the slipperiness and the warmth. I was feeling this in my cock as the Chinese woman was wanking me. She was using a lot of warm oil. The occasional squelching sound helped a lot.

I moved my pelvis up and down a little bit. She was doing something intensively to the end of my cock while gripping the base with the other hand. I was still thinking of Holly's pussy as I ejaculated. After she cleaned me up I put on my clothes. I was about to go out of the door when she indicated to me that I had forgotten to pay her the £20 that we had agreed.

I have often thought that I might forget to pay the extra money for the sexual services, and I have often wondered what they would do if this happened. Would they perhaps rugby tackle me to the floor and shout something like "Oi, you pervert, you're not going anywhere. I've just developed RSI giving you you're orgasm and now you 'pretend' that you've forgotten to pay me!"

Well, I found out what they do, or at least what she does. She gave me a smile, inclined her head to the side and lifted an open hand close to her face, pursing her lips. I apologized and handed over a £20 note, then we kissed on both cheeks and she showed me up the stairs and out the door.